“Jimin-ah?” I jumped, snapping out of my trance, when I heard Yoongi whisper my name.
“S-Sorry… I didn’t mean to wake you hyung.” I stuttered nervously, because I don’t know if he realised I was staring. “I just got cold.” I half lied.
“Come here then,” Yoongi whispered, obviously half asleep, as he pulled the blankets up. I hesitated slightly, before climbing onto his bed.
He fixed the blankets, so that I was covered, and his arm crept over my stomach, and wrapped around my waist, sending my thoughts into a daze.
I let out a small gasp, when he pulled my body right next to his, not leaving any space at all, between our bodies.
I turned onto my side, so now I’m facing Yoongi, and his hold on my waist tightened slightly. I soon fell asleep, feeling warm and safe.